This scene was seen by many people on the street. Except for someone who took out his mobile phone to make a call to report his sperm, no one came out to meddle in his affairs. Sixteen or seventeen-year-olds are often more dangerous than adults. They are impulsive, do things without regard for the consequences, and have a weak sense of the law. Especially after drinking, he also used a knife. It's like a bomb that detonates at any moment, and whoever comes close to it will blow up whom. Besides. In the vicinity of entertainment venues, there are not a few fights and brawls on any day? Because of repeated bans. Arrests are made every few days, and bloody clashes for various reasons are still frequent. Moreover, most of the perpetrators are school students and idle people in their twenties.

In view of this situation, many sociologists and authoritative figures in the legal circles have pointed out that this is a social group phenomenon, and it is far from enough to rely on the public security department to simply enforce the law. Society, parents, and schools must work together. Police stations and communities have stepped up legal advocacy. Parents should pay more attention to their children and strengthen their own supervision responsibilities. Schools should strengthen ideological and moral education. Only in this way can we effectively curb the occurrence of this phenomenon. Instead of after the accident, the law enforcement department blames the parents, the parents blame the school, and the school in turn complains that the society blames each other and shirks the blame.

After receiving contact from the 110 command center and knowing the location of the crime. The elite officers in the nearby patrol cars were all big heads. This is the first time this month, but no matter how big the head is, he still didn't dare to slack off and rushed to the scene, and the ambulance from the 120 emergency center arrived at the scene one after another.

After dispersing the crowd of onlookers and seeing the situation in the field, five or six elite personnel and doctors and nurses at the scene examined the injured, and when they moved to pull out the dagger that nailed the palm of the unconscious wounded to the ground, everyone was stunned. Because you can't pull it out at all. It's the same as growing on a concrete floor. After several elite members tried it one after another, they looked at each other, and the dagger did not move at all, and no one could pull it out. His expression became more and more surprised and solemn. A man who was more than 1.80 meters tall and had a big waist and a round waist tried again unconvinced, his face flushed and his forehead sweated. Still haven't pulled it out. Shaking his head in frustration. In the end, four or five elite people worked together, with the surrounding doctors in charge of caring for the wounded. He pulled out the dagger with great difficulty.

Looking at the sharp dagger, the elites and doctors present were stunned. Nearly fifteen centimeters long, the two-inch-wide dagger penetrates the palm of the hand and inserts it into the ground at least 10 centimeters. Is this really something that can be done by human power?

After questioning several witnesses and companions of the wounded. The answer is yes. But the officers were skeptical, because they had all been drunk, and most of them were half-drunk and half-conscious, and the testimony given in such a situation could certainly not be admissible. In particular, when asked about the appearance and age of the perpetrator, whether it was the injured teenager's companions or witnesses, everyone said that they were too confused at the time, and that the incident happened too suddenly to see clearly.

You don't even know what the assailant looks like, so how do you know that the assailant didn't use a hammer or other tools, but just stuck a knife into the ground with his hand? The elite people in charge were all drunk and talking. Immediately, the injured were taken to the hospital by 120 ambulance, and the relevant relatives were notified at the same time. The rest of the people were brought back for a record.

There was no excitement to see, and the crowd dispersed. Only a trail of blood remained in its place.

A few minutes later, two people slowly walked out of the shadow not far away, with the same flat head, in their thirties. Dressed in ordinary clothes, his dark face looks like a migrant worker from other places. The height is not high, more than 1.60 meters. But it is unusually strong and strong. Walking up to the bloodstain, he looked left and right as if nothing had happened, and then the two of them squatted down at the same time, and one of them stretched out his finger and touched the knife marks in the puddle of blood. He said in a hoarse voice: "Kung Fu is good! This is at least a few hundred catties of strength." Otherwise, there will be no such scar marks. ”

The other person's eyes flashed with a strange light like a beast, and he smiled strangely, "That's not right. Aren't you most fond of torturing and killing such brilliant young men? I don't think it's as good as this, your 100 heads will be worth such young people. ”

The person who spoke earlier licked his lips, revealing a bloodthirsty meaning, and said, "Walong, you are right. It is worthy of being my partner for many years. I decided. The number of the hundred heads under the master's explanation is from this kind of young man. And what about you? Don't you like this young, energetic blood?"

"No, no, no, old friend, you should know me, I like young people as much as you do, but I like girls, fresh and immature little girls. Yes, I like their pure **, and I like the desperate and frightened look in their eyes before they die. My number of 100 heads has already been decided. I want a hundred girls. Enjoy them, and then shred their **, is there anything more wonderful in the world?old friend, what are you waiting for?let's go hunting!"

"You're right. Walong, our group must not be left behind, let's take action!"

Faintly, the two of them seemed to be able to hear their own heartbeats, and it was because of the hidden killing hope that surged and the blood flow accelerated. Thrilled by the soul-draining pleasure that is coming. The two of them are born killers, sadists, and the craziest and most inhuman criminals. Among the top 10 Muay Thai masters, one is ranked seventh and one is ranked ninth. Ten years ago, Southeast Asian countries began to reward them, and the bounty reached 500,000 US dollars. But they disappeared for ten years. However, at this moment, it appeared in the capital. How did they get through? How did they get through the security check? No one knows at the moment, and what is even more surprising is that there are also a group of mysterious people who came with Mengtuo and Walong. From the moment the two appeared, the ancient capital of Beijing was destined to be a bloody night tonight, which would shock the world.

The two looked at each other, a cruel smile on the corners of their mouths, and disappeared into the shadow in the backlight.

In the second ring road, a four-star hotel. On the door of the hotel, there are two silk banners more than ten meters long, which are also red and yellow.

"Buddhist masters from Thailand, India, Vietnam, and other countries are welcome to stay at our hotel. ”

"We warmly celebrate the Buddhist Seminar held at our hotel. ”

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, most of the guests in the nine-story hotel were resting. Only a few rooms and the lights in the hall and entrance on the first floor are still on. But apart from a few security guards and waiters on duty, there was basically no sign of people.

On the ninth floor of the top floor, all the rooms, including the hallway, were pitch black. Room 912 is similarly dark, with no lights in sight. But in this darkness, there were more than a dozen people gathered. In the eyes of these people, with the lights on or not, darkness is no different from daytime, if desired.

"Master Ka Ye, what do you have to say when you summoned us people over?"

Although there was no visible light and the room was dark, it must have been an Indian who questioned him, because in addition to the smell of sandalwood, he also had a strong curry smell. Most of the people with the smell of sandalwood on their bodies are monks or good people, who do not eat fireworks in the world, and eat fasting and chanting Buddha all year round, but do they eat curry?

This is what a bald-headed, black-skinny old monk sitting next to this Indian thinks, although he is an ascetic, he also eats meat, and at the age of sixty flowers, his desire is still strong in some respects. Penance, penance, is the mind, not the body, not sex.

He's Vietnamese, so I don't know if Indians are the same as himself. He kept staring at the Indians as they spoke. He was always wondering if he should ask him, do you eat curry? But he didn't dare to talk too much, because there was a truly prestigious monk here, a powerful man. Chazhima Gyala from Wat Hae Dragon, Thailand.

When they first met, they tried a trick, but the other party's look made him spit blood. If the three ascetics who came this time performed the Trinity stunt, they might be able to compete with the old monk, but they were definitely not opponents. So make up your mind, since the other party is called, no matter what you say, you will support him, and after all the things in China this time are done, you can sneak attack him, if you can kill him, it is best, if you can't kill him, you can also run away with the Trinity stunt. Vietnamese monkeys, yin sinister and cunning, so can be seen.

After the Indian asked, everyone held their breath in the darkness, waiting for the other to answer. There was silence for a few minutes.

Chazhima Kaye spoke. His voice is special, a bit like a woman. And the speed of speech is very slow.

"Not long ago, Mr. Kennosuke Ink Village of the Japanese Ink Village family did a big thing in China. Have you ever heard?"

Silence, no one to talk to. You can feel more than a dozen lines of sight intersecting in the air. Dozens of seconds later, someone said: "I haven't heard about it, can the master say it clearly?"

"Hehe, forget it if you haven't heard of it. As long as you know, although Mr. Kennosuke Ink Village is now being hunted down to the Japanese mainland, the great thing he did has begun to play a role. In some ways, he had avenged the death of the two members of the Momura family. ”

There was a hiss, this Kennosuke Ink Village was a ruthless man! A person dared to challenge the Chinese secret service, and killed their people, avenging his own family.

"Do you think that Kennosuke Momura killed someone from the Chinese Secret Service to avenge his family members?"

"Why, isn't it?"

"Of course not, the Qimen Realm in Southeast Asia and the Qimen Realm in the world, as long as you don't want to break out a full-scale war with the Chinese Qimen Realm, the Chinese Qimen Jianghu, and the Chinese Martial Arts, you won't be hot-headed to provoke the Chinese Secret Service, because the power of the Half-Step Danzong is not something that anyone is capable of confronting. And the Chinese secret service, there are only two known half-step Danzong. In the whole of China combined, how many such grandmaster-level masters can there be, and which country can be the opponent of this lion? Of course. The group of madmen of the Western Papal Commonwealth is an exception. ”

"Master, since Kennosuke Ink Village didn't kill the Secret Service and didn't find the murderer, how can we talk about revenge?" someone mocked.

"Because so far, he has killed nearly a hundred ordinary Chinese

"What? kill ordinary people?" There was a loud uproar in the darkness, followed by sighs and disdain.